Sorry for being gone so long, but guess who is officially a high school graduate. WOOHOO! That means that I have a few weeks of freedom before I start college. I hope all of you guys like this chapter despite how long it took to give to you all.

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"Delivery for Doctor Spencer Reid." A tall man carrying a HUGE bouquet of roses announced, looking around the main floor of the BAU.

"Um, Here" The genius said, raising his hand confused.

The man nodded and set the flowers on is desk, then tipped his hat and left the building. Doctor Reid looked at them confused, searching for a card.

"Wow, those are they from?"

"I don't know, I'm still looking for the- oh, there it is."

But instead he found only a few modified lines from two songs.

Oh his eyes, his eyes

Make the stars look like they're not shining

His hair, his hair

Falls perfectly without him trying

He's so beautiful

And I wish I told him every day

and

Butterflies turn into people when my boy walks down the street

Maybe he should be illegal he just makes life too complete...

Amazing he's a whole new form of life

Hazel eyes blazing and he's going to be my wife

"Um… a joke?" The doctor asked, looking around at his teammates and cousin that had come out at the sign of the flowers.

"Not me." Emily shook her head.

"Sorry Spence." Jennifer shrugged, her head popped out of her window.

Derek held his hands up in surrender, miming that he wasn't the one.

"Starbucks, if I had the energy to actually deal with the annoying flower shop people, those would be going to Anderson." "Puck" told him, shrugging slightly.

"I'm the getter, not the giver." Garcia told him.

"Maybe it was Tracker." The teen shrugged again before heading back into the techie's lair.

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"That's what you're wearing?" Elder Reid asked with a smile, looking at his cousin's relatively normal outfit.

It was a mostly black outfit that consisted of a black shirt with fish netting on the shoulders as well as connected fishnet arm warmers and a large cross on the front of the shirt. Plain black skinny jeans lead the eyes down to the combat boots tinged with gold. Over the fishnet arm warmers were a black bracelet with silver studs and a black cord bracelet with a black and white star on it. Resting on his breast bone was a pendant of a vampire in a coffin.

"Yea… why? Do you not like it?" "Puck" asked, looking down at his body, must like he had done when no one in the BAU believed him to be homosexual.

"No, it's creepy and gothic and I love it. I just expected something a bit more… effeminate. Ya know, now that the first date jitters are over."

"Well… I just don't want to… I don't want to freak him out. It's still only our second date, a lot can go wrong."

"He likes you, a lot. I haven't even met the guy and I know it. You can calm down."

"No, I can't. He's… he just makes… I don't…. I don't what to say. I… the words to explain what my stomach does is… I don't know. I'll be late, um, bye. Have fun talking to Tracker tonight." The teenager gave a small wave as he hurried out of the apartment.

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"Your outfit just gets better every day. Anderson!" Angela smiled; looking at his outfit like it was the greatest thing in the world.

"Thank you, I try."

"You definitely succeed, so, what's the plan for tonight?"

"Oh, um, dinner and then walking through the park."

"Ooh, sounds romantic. Have fun, but not too much."

"Mom!" Anderson whined, coming up to the door, clasping his choker as he did so.

It was clear he had quickly finished getting ready so his mom would stop embarrassing him. The woman laughed and held her hands up in surrender.

"I'm sorry. You two have a great time, see you later."

"Bye." Anderson sighed, closing the door as he walked out.

"I like your mom." "Puck" said, walking to the car with the blonde at his side.

"She likes you… I just wish they wouldn't try their hardest to make me look bad in front of hot guys."

The prostitute stopped and looked at his date with a large smile. It took the highschooler only a few seconds to realize his companion had stopped walking and turn around. He blushed slightly at the smiled and looked down.

"What?" Anderson asked, biting his lip slightly.

"You just called me hot."

The blonde blushed even more.

"So? You are." Anderson shrugged, still not looking up.

"As are you." Young Spencer smiled, pushing his dates chin up so he could look into the blondes gorgeous blue eyes.

The highschooler smiled big and pecked his date's lips before taking his hand and continuing their walk to the car.

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Doctor Reid was pacing around his apartment, trying to keep his breathing under control because no one was there to help him through a panic attack. He still didn't know what he was going to say to his boyfriend… and he greatly hoped it wouldn't come up at all. He was seriously contemplating just jumping his boyfriends' bones and having sex right on the floor if the subject ever got brought up when there was a knock on the door.

The genius sighed and headed for the door. As he was walking, his phone rang. He answered it as he kept walking, taking any excuse to spend less time talking to the book keep.

"Hello?"

"Yea, Spencer?"

"Oh, hi Morgan, what's up?" Reid asked, opening the door and smiled as he let his boyfriend in.

Tracker smiled back, giving a nod to his date showing that he understood as he went to pour them some wine.

"Um, well… I'm having a bit of trouble on some paperwork… can you come by and help me?"

"Um, sorry, I can't. Tracker just got here. Um, just leave it and I'll help you in the morning."

"Never mind, whatever."

Then the male form Chicago hung up without saying anything else. The doctor sighed as he closed his phone and put it in his pocket.

"He hang up on you again?" The red head asked, handing a wineglass filled generously to the BAU agent.

"Yea… He just, it's just easier in o0ur line of work to have someone that will help you at your disposal, and I've always been his, but now I'm always busy."

"So he has the right to get mad at you for being in a relationship? How's that fair?"

"It's not like that, we're best friends, we should be able to count on each other and I'm leaving him to drown."

"I should think by now he knows how to swim."

The two got quiet as they looked at each other, not exactly knowing if they were having a fight or not.

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Dinner consisted of two steaks and mostly idle chit chat, both of them knew that the real talking would happen when they were walking through the park together.

As they walked, their fingers laced together, the topics were still pretty trivial.

"No, no, absolutely not, Roxas and Sora is so much better than Kairi and Namine." "Puck" exclaimed, looking at his date as though he were oblivious.

"Nope. Kairi X Namine is completely better." Anderson said like he was stating a fact.

Young Spencer narrowed his eyes, but decided to change the subject to the thing he had been wanting to ask.

"So, um, ya know Thanksgiving is coming up."

"Yea, you're super lucky, you only have to go to school two days because of the holiday."

"Yea, it's pretty awesome. But, what I wanted to ask was… Um, my cousin, me and all of the people he works with are going to celebrate Thanksgiving at our apartment… and I was wondering if maybe, possibly, feel free to say no, um, ya know what, actually, it's a family holiday, I shouldn't ask you, it's just that I would love it if you, well, love, um, strong wo-" The prostitutes ramblings were cut off by his date covering his mouth with his hand.

"Are you trying to ask me to your apartment for Thanksgiving?"

With the hand over his mouth, all the youngest Reid could do was nod.

"I'll have to ask my parent, but I'd love to." The blonde smiled, pulling his hand away and continuing their walk.

"Awesome." Spencer breathed, relief washing over him.

"There is a small problem."

"What's that? "

"If I go, there will be two Spencer's there… and it'll be confusing. But I want to have a nickname only I call you so, what do you want to be called?"

Immediately "Puck" responded how he had when Emily asked if she could give him a name.

"I'm fine with whatever you want to call me."

"Um… ok. What's your middle name?"

"Kingsley."

"Like the awesome guy from Harry Potter?"

"'You may not like him minister, but you can't deny Dumbledore has got style.' The very same, the one thing my parents did right." The brunet smiled.

"That is amazing. Would it be alright if I called you that?"

"Not one bit."

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"So, the night is still young." Tracker sighed with a smile, stretching out his arm so it wrapped around his boyfriends shoulder

"That it is, you have a suggestion for what you want to do until it's older?" Spencer asked with a smile, snuggling into the warmth.

"I do, and it can be even more fun if I don't have to go home when the night gets older."

The doctor sighed, knowing it was going to happen. He chose to try to switch topics by beginning to kiss his boyfriend. That didn't work, the red head leaned his head back so that Doctor Reid couldn't kiss him anymore.

"I'm taking that as a no then." The book clerk sighed, disappointment heard.

The agent got up and ran his fingers through his hair.

"It's not that I don't want you to, it's just-"

"You still like him." Tracker said simply, getting up as well, his tone held no anger.

"What?" Reid asked, turning around to face his date.

"Him… someone from before me. If I had to guess, I'd say the guy from your work, the one that calls before each of our dates and tries to get you to leave your engagement with me to be with him."

"Tracker, it's not-"

"I'm not mad, I promise I'm not. I understand."

"I'm sorry."

"No, don't be. I'd rather know now than when I proposed to you. Well, I'm going to go. See you around Spencer." Tracker smiled, patting his shoulder before heading to the door.

A smile hadn't left his face, and he genuinely looked like he didn't care that hid boyfriend liked someone else.

"See ya Tracker." The doctor sighed, looking at him as he left.

"Oh, and Spencer," The red head said, body turned to move out the open door.

"Yea?"

"Wait until he's worthy. Don't go to him just because you still like him, make him realize that he needs you in his life… because you're too amazing to be a consolation prize."

The genius smiled, knowing that his now ex-boyfriend sounded exactly like his cousin, and nodded. Tracker nodded as well, and then left the apartment.

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Are you all happy that Tracker is no longer in the picture? I know you are. =)

The first song is Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars and the second song is When My Boy Walks Down The Street by The Magnetic Fields.

Link to outfit on my profile. =)

Also, yes, that is the reason that "Puck"s middle name is Kingsley, I am an HP geek… let me be. =)